Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1231: 703: The One Who Never Won Finally Won (Part 3)

The countdown reaches zero.

Returning.

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The world goes dark, then brightens again.

Just as the Time Travelers are still bewildered, Chen Zhuoqu has already turned and walked toward the cliff.

Hu Jingyi calls out to her: “Where are you going?”

Chen Zhuoqu calmly replies: “Challenging the last cliff, are you not going?”

Hu Jingyi hesitates for a moment, then falls silent.

Out of a total of nine cliffs, they have now reached the last one, the Green Mountain Cliff.

But according to the challenge countdown, only 63 people completed the first eight cliff challenges within the allotted time; technically, only these 63 people have the ability to finish the challenge.

Hu Jingyi is not among these 63 people.

Hu Jingyi, the clumsy student, has never succeeded even once.

At that moment, Chen Zhuoqu loudly asks again: “Aren’t you coming?”

“Aren’t you all coming!”

“Are you willing to give up?”

Chen Zhuoqu stubbornly says: “Do you want to be the losers of this era, do you still want to be protected by others? I watched them die one after another from behind the medical station on the defense line; I wanted to rush to the front line, but my family drove me back. That’s when I knew the most important thing I needed was to become stronger!”

Zhang HuBao hesitates: “I didn’t finish the seventh and eighth cliffs, but I want to challenge the last cliff directly. But the last cliff can’t have a safety rope; it could mean death…”

Yes, the knight challenge cannot have any safety measures; everyone must face death directly.

Chen Zhuoqu turns to leave; her words echo in the night sky: “Just consider yourselves already dead in that disaster. Only by climbing that Green Mountain can you be reborn. Remember what Seventh Brother said?”

Hu Jingyi gazes blankly at the back of the King of Female Rolls.

Zhang HuBao suddenly laughs and says: “What she said makes some sense, but what did Seventh Brother say?”

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When Chen Zhuoqu arrives in front of the Green Mountain Cliff, Qing Chen is already waiting there. She respectfully addresses him:”Boss.”

Qing Chen asks: “The outcome is uncertain; are you ready?”

Chen Zhuoqu nods solemnly: “I’m ready.”

Fog rises on Whale Island, enveloping the entire Green Mountain Cliff in clouds, making it appear particularly majestic and mysterious.

Qing Chen hands a bag of magnesium powder and a dagger to Chen Zhuoqu.

Just as the girl takes the magnesium powder and dagger, Qing Chen suddenly grabs her wrist, Breathing Technique, Questioning Heart!

Then, fire runes suddenly blossom on Chen Zhuoqu’s cheeks, her breath like a white arrow!

After just one minute, the girl opens her eyes and repeats what she said earlier: “I’m ready.”

With that, she resolutely walks toward the Green Mountain Cliff, ascending along the path Qing Chen once climbed, straight to the top!

Qing Chen remains silent; he only wanted to try, but he didn’t expect someone among them could truly endure the Questioning Heart.

Yet somehow, when he thinks of Chen Zhuoqu’s previous actions, he doesn’t find it surprising at all.

Next, Zhang HuBao comes, but doesn’t pass the Questioning Heart.

Liang MengShun comes, but doesn’t pass the Questioning Heart.

Ye Han comes, but doesn’t pass the Questioning Heart.

Zhang JunLi comes, but doesn’t pass the Questioning Heart.

Qing Chen isn’t disappointed; he knows this is the norm in life, with its many hardships, not everyone can face them.

The unsteady hearts can only be cleansed through the challenge of life and death passes.

Qing Chen counts; a total of 63 people successfully challenged the eighth cliff, but 211 people came to challenge the Green Mountain Cliff.

He greatly admires these people, because challenging the Green Mountain Cliff without a safety rope means death is final, with no room for retreat; those who dare to stand here are truly brave.

At this moment, Hu Jingyi watches as his companions climb the cliff one by one, yet he still stands in place.

Qing Chen looks at him: “The path is a near-certain death, with no safety rope, no protective measures. Make sure you’re ready before you begin.”

Hu Jingyi, silent for a moment, says: “I’m ready.”

Qing Chen hands him the magnesium powder and the dagger, and Hu Jingyi curiously asks: “What’s the dagger for?”

“You’ll know once you’re up there,” Qing Chen doesn’t explain, casually placing his fingers on Hu Jingyi’s wrist.

In an instant, Hu Jingyi closes his eyes in pain.

Qing Chen knows that’s the result of not being able to endure the Questioning Heart; all life’s sufferings become blades cutting into Hu Jingyi’s heart.

He’s about to release his grip, but just as he’s about to let go, Hu Jingyi grabs his hand with the other hand.

Qing Chen is taken aback and looks up, only to see Hu Jingyi enduring the pain, pressing Qing Chen’s palm in place.

Qing Chen quietly says: “If you don’t let go, you will die.”

Hu Jingyi fiercely replies: “Then let it be death.”

It’s at this moment that Hu Jingyi seems to return to his childhood.

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In the classroom, someone is holding Hu Jingyi’s math paper, mocking: “How did you score only 21 on your math test, hahaha.”

“Come on, everyone take a look at Hu Jingyi’s paper, you see the simple multiple-choice questions at the front, even those he got wrong.”

Hu Jingyi chases after his classmates: “Give me back my paper! Give it back!”

During the scuffle, Hu Jingyi accidentally gets pushed over by a classmate, hitting his head on the edge of a desk, bleeding profusely.

A few hours later.

In the faculty room, Hu Jingyi’s mother stands beside him, and Hu Jingyi’s head is wrapped in bandages.

Across from them, the homeroom teacher unscrews a thermos and takes a sip of hot tea.

The homeroom teacher leisurely says: “This was just a playful incident among students. I asked around, it was Hu Jingyi who chased the classmate first.”

Hu Jingyi’s mother softly says: “But my Jingyi said it was his classmate who took his paper and mocked him.”